ah, how he wishes he could stay in bed just a bit longer. But he knows, he has errands to run and goblin to care for. You know, sometimes he wonders if he really did retire, or if he was just given different tasks than his younger years. Though, maybe this is just some good exercise and an excuse to actually do something.

soon, he landed on a small old building's roof, being careful not to make too much noise.

he shoved his hands in his pockets as he took a few steps closer to the end of the roof before crouching down, leaning down to look through the open window. It led to the kitchen/living room, seemingly empty. Slowly, he slid into the unoccupied room, landing on the worn down floor boards. Immediately, the smell of instant noodles violated his poor nose. It was the cheap and crappy kind.

"Hm... they really are a mini Naruto, eh?" he sighed as he neared the kitchen, no longer making a effort to be quiet.